I’ve came back with a new hit, to take yall breaths
This hit so heavy, you can’t lift it with an fork lift
The effects of this drop will tighten your lungs
Tongues will get twisted looking like wire phone cords
I’ll make yall like my chickens all baked and ready to eat
I’m above all, like Yao Ming, cant reach my peak
Fuck it, today is judgment day, here to conquer some souls
Call me an “eclipse bomber” because I aint letting yall blow
I’m protecting my shit, like an pit bull protecting its own yard
Try to take my shit, and I’ll leave you verbally viciously scard
“I can beat your crew”? please that saying is so obscured
I’ll cut your ears off to let you now “fuck what you heard”